The Whole Internet is Waiting For Master Fu To Fall In Love

Chapter 264: Not everyone can be a confidante (1)



  Chapter 264 Not everyone can be a beauty (1)

  Following her gaze, Fu Juncheng raised his eyebrows, staring deeply at her fair little face, "If you keep me, I will stay."

  The black pupil met the cool pupil, and the car fell into silence.

  Gu Qingning's long and curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes rolled around, bringing out a shimmering smile.

  The cold voice broke the silence, "If you are in a hurry, if I force you to stay, will others think that I am a troublesome woman?"

  Fu Juncheng gently pinched her chin with his long fingers, and the dark light in his eyes flickered on and off, "Not everyone can be a beauty, and what's more."

  He paused, aroused Gu Qingning's curiosity, "And what?"

   "Besides, even if it's a confidante, it's just me. What qualifications do others have to make irresponsible remarks?"

  The lazy tone is soft and slow, but the words he speaks are full of domineering.

  Gu Qingning laughed softly.

  Fu Juncheng pinched her chin and moved his hand, and went back to the question just now, "You haven't said, do you want to keep me?"

   It's so difficult to hear a word from her to make him happy.

  Gu Qingning had a sly smile in his eyes, and drew out the tone, "Let me think about it."

  Fu Juncheng frowned slightly, and his tone was a little dissatisfied, "I still need to think about this question?"

  He scowled, his coquettish face was covered with a layer of sternness, which was quite frightening.

  Gu Qingning pursed her lips, bumped her head into his arms, and said in a muffled voice, "I haven't been able to sleep well for a while."

  She spoke euphemistically, but Fu Juncheng understood, and the corners of his tensed lips loosened.

  He asked knowingly, "Why can't I sleep well?"

  Gu Qingning stopped talking, and buried his face in his chest, the clear and pleasant breath lingering at the tip of his nose, making people feel at ease immediately.

  The silence extended between the two, and just when Fu Juncheng thought she would not answer him, a very soft voice came from his arms.

   "Leave you."

  The vague words hit Fu Juncheng's eardrums, and his long and stern eyebrows gradually stretched.

  He tilted his head, and pressed his thin lips against her hair, "Who will keep me?"

   "...I'll keep you."

   After speaking, a sense of shame that she had never felt before came over, and Gu Qingning blushed.

   It's over, it's over, I've lost all face.

  Finally waiting for what he wanted to hear, the corners of Fu Juncheng's lips rose uncontrollably, and his deep laughter echoed in the car.

  He hugged the person in his arms tightly, his thin lips pressed against the tips of her ears, and he laughed softly, "Okay, I'll stay."

  Gu Qingning closed her eyes, the corners of her mouth curled up.

  …

  Markham Mansion.

   It was almost twelve o'clock, and the raindrops were beating on the doors and windows.

   "Knock knock—"

   There was a knock on the door, and Gu Ying hurried downstairs.

  He opened the door, and Qi Xuan stood at the door in a dusty manner.

  Unexpectedly, the person who opened the door was Gu Ying, Qi Xuan was taken aback.

  She reacted quickly, looked into the room, "I'm here to pick up Hengheng."

  Gu Ying opened the door and let her in, "Hengheng fell asleep."

  Qi Xuan followed him into the living room, but there was no sign of Heng Heng in the living room.

  Close the door, Gu Ying raised her feet and walked upstairs, "Hengheng fell asleep upstairs, come up."

  Hearing this, Qi Xuan started to follow behind him.

   All the way silent.

  The bedroom door didn't open, Gu Ying went straight in, and Qi Xuan quietly followed behind him.

  It was similar to the impression Gu Ying gave her, the bedroom was decorated in cool tones.

   On the huge bed, Hengheng spread his hands and feet in a big shape, sleeping soundly.

  Qi Xuan walked lightly to the side of the bed, lifted the quilt, and stretched out her arms to hug Hengheng.

  At this time, Gu Ying brought a coat and wrapped it around Heng Heng's body, "It's windy outside, cover Heng Heng with the clothes."

  As soon as he approached, the cold breath poured into the tip of her nose, and there was a faint scent of shower gel.

  Qi Xuan lowered her eyebrows and said softly, "Thank you, I really troubled you today."

  Gu Ying withdrew her hand and said in a low voice, "The wound on Hengheng's knee has already been treated with medicine, so don't touch the water for now."

  Qi Xuan nodded, her eyes fell on Heng Heng's blushing forehead, and a hint of distress flashed in her star eyes.

  She carried Hengheng out of the bedroom, and Gu Ying sent her down.

  Just a few steps down the stairs, a sense of dizziness hit, and Qi Xuan's slender body swayed.

  Accidentally, she sprained her foot, and a horrifying sense of weightlessness came over her. Qi Xuan thought she was about to fall, and subconsciously hugged Heng Heng tightly.

   At the very moment, a powerful big hand hooked her waist, and embraced her and Heng Heng into his arms.

   Frightened, Qi Xuan panted slightly, she stood firm, and immediately looked at Hengheng in her arms.

   After confirming that he was fine, she was relieved.

   "Are you all right?"

  The mellow voice fell to her ears, Qi Xuan raised her head, and inadvertently looked into the man's dark eyes, she was slightly absent-minded.

   Within a few seconds, she quickly reacted, and hurriedly looked away, "It's okay, thank you."

   After saying that, the hand on her waist was removed, and Gu Ying stretched out his hand to hug Hengheng away, with a calm expression, "Let me hug you."

  Qi Xuan let go of her hand, a tingling pain came from her ankle, and she frowned.

  At this moment, Heng Heng was awakened by their voices, and opened his sleepy eyes.

  He rubbed his eyes, saw Qi Xuan, and said with a dependent voice, "Mommy."

  Qi Xuan reached out and touched his face, showing a little apology, "I'm sorry, Hengheng, Mommy came to pick you up so late."

  Even when he was injured in the kindergarten, she didn't arrive at the first time. She was too bad a mommy.

  Heng Heng shook his head, "It's okay, both Uncle Gu and Sister Ning are very kind to me."

   "Your face is so pale, are you all right?"

  A magnetic voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the conversation between their mother and son.

   Gu Ying stared at her pale face with deep black eyes, and noticed something strange about her sharply.

   Realizing that Gu Ying was talking to her, Qi Xuan shook her head and insisted, "It's okay."

   It's just that I'm too busy to eat tonight, and now I'm a little bit hypoglycemic and dizzy.

  Gu Ying took a deep look at her, then looked away, "Let's go downstairs first."

  Qi Xuan nodded, and took a step with her high-heeled feet, the pain from her ankle almost made her cry.

  She reached out to hold the handrail of the stairs, took a deep breath, and walked down reluctantly.

  Gu Ying frowned, put Heng Heng on the ground, took a step with her long legs, and easily caught up with Qi Xuan.

  He leaned over, wrapped one hand around her knee, and hugged her horizontally.

  Qi Xuan's whole body tensed up, she didn't dare to move, she looked at Gu Ying in astonishment, "You..."

  Gu Ying hugged her, raised her eyes to look at Hengheng, "Hengheng, your mommy is sprained, Uncle Gu hugged her down, can you walk down by yourself?"

  Blinking his eyes, Hengheng saw his mother being hugged by Gu Ying, grinning, revealing her small white teeth.

"okay."

  He was wearing Gu Ying's coat, and slid downstairs on his short legs.

  A strong hormonal atmosphere surrounded her, Qi Xuan's eyes flickered, and she said awkwardly, "Actually, I can walk by myself."

   Gu Ying looked down at her, and said in a steady voice with a trace of force, "Quiet."

  Qi Xuan took a peek at him, the pretty handsome face was expressionless, and the cold air made her shut her mouth.

   So fierce.

  


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